Winter…Short days and long nights will do something to you. Staying up late working behind a bar is no easy job. The night becomes a part of you. I have been waking up late in the afternoon, just to stay inside and get the few things done before I return to the bar. Laundry, pay bills, eat, maybe answer a few emails. The day is useless. It has all been blending together into one long monotonous mess. Maybe I have been sleeping and I am stuck in a dream. How would I know?
The clock on the wall watches me. I pace the bar waiting for the first guest to arrive. I am in a cartoon. The lack of sleep and constant strain on the mind has drained me. Like a pirate lost at sea, I have gone mad.
I am on a ship now. It is empty. I am alone. In the distance, I can barely make out whether it was another ship or an uncharted island. A large sound from below startles me and I fall, it is dark, I sleep again.
I awake, there is a woman standing over me holding a wooden chalice. She speaks in a different language, yet I am able to understand it. She orders me to drink from it. I close my eyes again. Only then will I return to the life I have been accustomed to. My body weak from the long travel, and blinded by the sand in my eyes, I take the cup from her. Cautiously I place the it on my lips and with one long gaze into the woman’s cold eyes, I drink.
An elixir or potion, infused with piney and bitter citrus savor. Flavors of gentian and lime overwhelm my taste buds with pleasure. The fragrance of Marjoram over powered my sense of smell and pushed me farther into this state of unconsciousness. I am stuck in a dream. Slipping deeper into the imagination, I was convinced that this dream was real.
***Greeks and Romans used Marjoram as a symbol of happiness. Are we not all in the pursuit of happiness? I wanted to create a cocktail that would transport me back to that dream like state. A curative concoction of a herbaceous spirit forward libation sure to enlighten your taste buds.